The corners of your mouth say it all They don't stretch as far as they used to And those cigarettes taste sweeter than they did before And then out of breath from closing another door I'm so sick of inspiration Can I trade it for a smile? For a good time? 'Cause I've heard it all before and that's fine Now I'm here for what's mine Tip the bottle back, one more time Go ahead, do another line I've played this game before and I think it's time Suede with a striped shirt, call it a tie I'm so sick of inspiration Can I trade it for a smile? For a good time? 'Cause I've heard it all before and that's fine Now I'm here for what's mine And I'm taking it ♪ I'm so sick of inspiration Can I trade it for a smile? For a good time? 'Cause I've heard it all before and that's fine Now I'm here for what's mine And I'm taking it (Taking it, taking it, taking it, taking it)